noffsinger Chapter 4 My Name is Lei Feng
Chapter 4 My Name is Lei Feng
Chapter 4 My Name is Lei Feng
Wang Wenzhou knew that marriages in ancient times were all arranged by parents and matchmakers. He wanted the young girl to choose her own happiness. The girl was so lovely; the thought of her being taken by a scoundrel was enough to make him want to vomit blood. Since he'd already been friend-zoned, he might as well go all the way and be a good Samaritan.
After hearing Wang Wenzhou's words, Gao Guilan was stunned for a moment, carefully considering what he had just said. Suddenly, she realized that the fat young master didn't want to buy her as a maid, but rather to marry her. Selling herself into slavery meant she could make her own decision. Marriage, however, was a major event, requiring parental consent. The little girl was unaware that she had completely misunderstood.
"Ah...wait a minute...wait a minute!"
The little girl was a bit out of breath after running a few steps. Her panting voice only fueled the imagination.
"Damn! I can't take it anymore!" Wang Wenzhou turned around, looking at the little girl's heaving chest, thinking, "Little girl, don't blame me. As the saying goes, things don't happen more than three times. I'm definitely not a straight man!"
"May I ask your name, sir?"
Gao Guilan had made up her mind. After sending her grandfather home, she would tell her mother everything and ask her to propose marriage for her. She remembered that when she was little, her grandfather often joked that when he grew up and got married, he didn't care about family background or looks, as long as the man was a good person. Wasn't the chubby young man a kind and good-hearted person who was a rare find?
"Call me Lei Feng..." Wang Wenzhou left those words behind and walked away without looking back.
Wang Wenzhou walked silently for a while, then suddenly raised his hand and slapped himself hard across the face, saying with a look of utter despair, "Xiao Qiang, was I too stupid?"
"Young Master? I don't understand, why did you say your name is Lei Feng?" Wang Qiang thought that his young master's actions today were not only foolish, but also crazy!
"Slap!" Wang Wenzhou slapped himself hard across the face again, cursing, "I'm not Lei Feng! Anyone who says I'm Lei Feng, their whole family is Lei Feng!"
"Well!" Wang Qiang sighed. "What's wrong with the young master today?"
Wang Wenzhou felt a pang of sadness at letting the little girl go. What a waste! He could have easily played a cute girl raising game; why did he have to be the good guy?
After strolling around for a while, Wang Wenzhou got hungry and inquired about nearby taverns. A passerby recommended the No Return Pavilion. So Wang Feng led Wang Qiang into the No Return Pavilion.
Bugui Lou is a tavern run by a grandfather and granddaughter. Although it's not the best tavern in Hanshan County, it's quite popular. The grandfather, Zhang Qing, is the owner and also works as a chef, while his granddaughter, Zhang Jiao, works as a waitress and also as a part-time server.
As soon as Wang Wenzhou and his companion entered the restaurant, they caught Zhang Jiao's attention. Hanshan County wasn't large, and most of the people who frequented Buguilou were local residents. Even if Zhang Jiao didn't know their names, she could still recognize them.
Wang Wenzhou, with his striking physical characteristics, was clearly not a local. Furthermore, his arrogant yet unclear manner when ordering food—saying, "Give me one of everything here, I'm not short of money"—further reinforced this impression.
It was only after Wang Qiang, who was standing next to Wang Wenzhou, explained that Zhang Jiao understood what he meant. At first, she thought Wang Wenzhou was flirting with her. Later, she had just placed a plate of beef on the table and hadn't even left when Wang Wenzhou had already emptied the plate by himself.
More than a dozen dishes of various kinds were served in succession, and Wang Wenzhou ate them all by himself. Zhang Jiao thought that the guests should be full, so she went up to ask if they wanted more dishes.
Wang Wenzhou patted his large belly and said casually, "Although the food isn't very good, I'm hungry. I've eaten about half full. Bring on the dishes. And two more jugs of wine to quench my thirst."
"The food is bad, yet you still ate so much!" Zhang Jiao said irritably, placing the wine jar on the table.
Watching Wang Wenzhou drink the wine from large bowls as if it were water, finishing a whole vat of wine in no time, Zhang Jiao was shocked. This man was truly a gluttonous drunkard, eating like a starving ghost reincarnated, and drinking by the vat.
Wang Wenzhou is a time traveler. Rice wine is a low-alcohol beverage, with an alcohol content even lower than beer. Now, drinking rice wine is practically the same as drinking water for him.
Although the alcohol content was low, Wang Wenzhou gradually became intoxicated after drinking too much.
After a few bowls of wine, Wang Wenzhou was filled with regret and frustration, muttering to himself, "When other people transmigrate, they either become rich, handsome, and successful, or they have the protagonist's halo, turning a loser into a legend. Or they unleash their domineering aura, and all the major powers kneel down and sing 'Conquer!' But when I transmigrated, I became a fat, stupid fool. With this physique, I could be a sumo wrestler's seed. Even if a little girl offered herself to me, I'd be too embarrassed to accept her! How am I going to survive in the future?"
"Young Master, you're drooling again, wipe it off quickly." Wang Qiang saw his young master staring blankly at the screen, drooling all the way down to his chest and staining his clothes, so he quickly reminded him.
Wang Wenzhou wiped his mouth and said, "Xiaoqiang, didn't those doctors say that after a few doses of medicine my frenulum would be cured? It's been several days and I'm still not better!"
A few days ago, on his way to his new post, Wang Wenzhou was admiring the moon at the bow of his boat when he accidentally fell into the water. Fortunately, he was rescued by a passing boat. He was pulled out of the water but remained unconscious. When he woke up, he was Wang Wenzhou from another time.
Wang Wenzhou was very frustrated. Being a simple-minded, fat, and mentally challenged person was bad enough, but because of the fall into the water, his body had also developed facial paralysis. His already large, fat face wasn't very pleasant to look at, and with the facial paralysis, he'd be terrifying even to ghosts if he went out at night. If it weren't for this reason, he might have actually hardened his heart and taken the little girl in.
"Young Master, don't worry. Illness comes like a landslide, but recovery is slow and gradual. You'll definitely get better in a while." Wang Qiang rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, "The doctor repeatedly told you to rest well and not drink. But you stay up before dawn every day, forcing me to secretly buy you alcohol behind Grandpa's back, not stopping until you're completely drunk. No wonder you're not getting better!"
Wang Qiang's grandfather, Wang Zhixin, was the Wang family's steward. In his youth, he served as the personal bodyguard of Wang Wenzhou's grandfather, Wang Chengxun. Wang Zhixin was skilled in both literature and martial arts, and when Wang Chengxun was alive, he secured an official position for him.
Unfortunately, after Wang Chengxun's death, Wang Zhixin's official career was quite unsuccessful, so he simply resigned and returned to the Wang family as a steward.
Wang Qiang is one year younger than Wang Wenzhou, 19 years old this year. He has been with the young master since childhood, and only he knows the grievances he has suffered during this time. It's truly a story full of tears and snot.
Leaving aside his childhood, when Wang Wenzhou misbehaved and he took countless beatings for his master, the grievances he suffered after he grew up and went to study at the Imperial Academy in Nanjing were too numerous to recount for days and nights.
When Wang Wenzhou was studying at the Imperial Academy, he wasn't very bright, and he and his servant were often tricked by his classmates. At that time, Wang Wenzhou was naive and didn't understand what humiliation was. He even found it amusing.
Wang Qiang wasn't stupid; he wouldn't be happy because he was foolish. He knew the humiliation he felt. He had pleaded with his grandfather countless times to find someone else to be Wang Wenzhou's study companion, but Wang Zhixin refused. Therefore, Wang Qiang had his share of teasing the foolish young master.
But ever since that foolish young master fell into the water, he seemed like a different person. That night, Wang Wenzhou asked Wang Qiang to get him some wine. Even at midnight, he was going to steal wine again. If Wang Zhixin found out, he'd break Wang Qiang's legs. Of course, Wang Qiang didn't want to go.
After Wang Qiang refused, Wang Wenzhou simply said, "Fine! You've got guts, kid."
Two days later, Wang Qiang was completely subdued by Wang Wenzhou. Even if Wang Wenzhou asked him to do something that Wang Zhixin knew would break his legs, Wang Qiang would still do it without hesitation and bravely move forward.
How did Wang Wenzhou subdue Wang Qiang? It's simple: he wouldn't let Wang Qiang sleep. During the day, he would find excuses to have Wang Zhixin take Wang Qiang out on errands, preventing Wang Qiang from sleeping. At night, he would sit next to Wang Qiang, and the moment Wang Qiang closed his eyes, he would slap him.
There was a master-servant relationship between the two, even though they grew up together like brothers. But Wang Wenzhou was the master and he was the servant, so Wang Qiang dared not disobey.
For two consecutive days, Wang Qiang dared not disobey Wang Wenzhou's every command. Otherwise, why would he have given Wang Wenzhou the pocket money he had saved up over the past ten years? Thinking about this, Wang Qiang felt a pang of heartache; his young master was truly obsessed with gain and loss.
"Xiaoqiang, you said I time-traveled. Will Tencent take back my account with 5 suns? Will my hundreds of wives on WeChat remember me for sending them red envelopes? Will my girlfriend I just bought on Taobao deflate because I haven't used her for a long time? I haven't posted on Weibo lately, will my friends guess if I went to the Maldives or Hawaii?"
"Here we go again!" Wang Qiang scoffed. Ever since the young master fell into the water, every time he got drunk, he would grab Wang Qiang's arm and ramble on.
"Little sister Jiaojiao, your brother is here again. Bring me a plate of beef and a jar of good wine."
The newcomer spoke loudly. Wang Qiang looked over and saw four young men walk to an empty table and sit down.
"Jiaojiao!" Wang Wenzhou's heart trembled when he heard the name, and he kept muttering to himself, "Jiaojiao, Jiaojiao."